. *sniff*...please...please...let me smell your stinky feet forever... *sniff*... I will be your loyal foot slave, I will do anything for you, just to...smell your wonderful feet. Let me be your rag, use me in any way you desire" She could not help but let out a little moan.Noah could not believe his eyes. His cousin has always hated his feet and now... here she was sniffing them, pledging loyalty to him, worshipping him like a god and calling him...master?"What's wrong with you, Chloe? You. Rensler asked Dale being sure to keep his voice at a level where only Dale and the Cashier could hear him."It is indeed," Dale replied with a smile."I'd be happy to escort you there and provide any assistance you may require." Lead the way Ben."For the rest of the afternoon and into the early evening, Dale played a variety of games generally losing much more than he won. As he was now becoming somewhat accustomed to, the eyes of the women in the immediate vicinity were frequently gazing in his. I stood there stunned as he started feeling me up from my Hips to my Tits. I'm 24 years old, stand 5.11 ft. athletic body big strong legs wide hips with C cup tits.I was wearing a short denim skirt with a white T Shirt. I started shaking as this Huge Black Man's hands started roaming feeling my body, he pulled up my shirt then started feeling my Tits through my bra, his large hands felt so good on my body the next thing I knew he pushed me down to my knees I grabbed hold of his Huge Black Cock. But he grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "Do it right here," he demanded. "I want you to show everybody what a dirty whore you are."Sally was shocked. "Here, in the street?" she asked.He grinned. Then allowed his suit coat to fall open so she could see the gun strapped to his shoulder. "Yeah," he said. "Right here in front of everybody."A crowd was starting to form. Mostly black men. A few women. Sally didn't know what to do. "I will give you your money back, sir. I can't do what you ask.".